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redactable2020-09-26 10:17 pm
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WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL (OVERFLOW)
WEEK ZERO: ARRIVAL (43 remain) Whatever each character was doing—chatting with friends, going to bed, saving the world—ceases. In fact, it's likely nothing more than a groggy memory now, as they open their eyes to unfamiliar surroundings. Apparently, they took a nap right in the middle of a small town, plopped outside on the paved road. Ow? Oh, but it looks like they've been given a goodie bag. Everyone likes gifts, right? Inside, it contains:
- packets of tea - one unlabeled pill - a rock that resembles the galaxy - if they're of age, a mini bottle of alcohol; if they're underage, a can of Mountain D*w Baja Blast instead - a singular condom - a single random one of these pillows (how did this fit?) - a handheld device Should they boot up the device, the screen helpfully informs them that it's a Participant Help System (PHS). Not much on it, but it does have a few apps, including a memo one for taking notes. There's also a messaging system, though it's only capable of receiving messages, not sending any. As a matter of fact, there's an alert for a new message already. Maybe it'll explain what's going on. Good evening, everyone. Uh, how are we sure theyāre arriving in the evening? Just say āhelloā! Or āgreetingsā! Greetings is fancy, right? Oh thatās true. Greetings, everyone. Thatās better? Yes! Except maybe we take out the thatās better part in the final version. Will do! Er, what? Unfortunately, it seems as though that's the only info they're given for now. In the meantime, why not explore the surrounding area? A number of buildings are locked, and the Planetarium appears to be closed, but there's enough to keep the characters occupied for a day or two. They might even want to get to know their fellow "participants" better, while they're at it. |
NAVIGATION locations āĖ. statuses *+:ļ½” ic profiles :āo ic rules dļ¾ļ¾ļ½„ļ½” audience requests murder proposals ļ½”ā§o private conversations dļ¾oļ½” curfew dļ¾ā§ memories |

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As you'd like.
[steps aside at the sink to make room for Ange]
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Now, let's see... my classmates. Oh...! I know. There is one classmate of mine, Miss Chiako. She's an exchange student from Japan of all places. It is so far away, I cannot imagine. She is so brave, going so far away for school!
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Japan?
[the fuck is a Japan]
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[A beat.]
Ah, oh. Has... nobody spoken to you about how we are from different--um, worlds or timelines yet?
[Ange has had this experience already.]
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I have heard one person mention the concept, but I haven't spoken to anyone about it in depth.
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But even so, I've seen so many things that I simply cannot explain. There are people from other places from my own here.
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It may sound fantastical, but I don't believe any of us are in a position to be questioning it right now. Do you?
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There is too much I cannot explain. Perhaps we have all been dragged into a storybook, and that is why everything is so strange.
Either way... I cannot argue the possibilities.
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I suppose in that case, adapting to our current circumstances is our only real choice.
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I will give it my best try...! I truly will. So... I hope I do not cause too much trouble for everyone.
[Ange sets aside the plates she's cleaned, one by one.]
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That's all anyone could ask from you, Miss Ange.
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Once those are put away, Ange dries off her hands and curtsies to Sharon properly.]
Thank you, Miss Sharon--for both the meal and the company. I truly do appreciate it.
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[oh!]
In the end, you only told me about one of your classmates.
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Um, let me tell you about Becky next, Miss Sharon! She is so funny--she's awfully clumsy but even despite that, she is very fierce and stern sometimes. It makes for a bit of a silly combination!
But even so, she is an incredibly loyal and steadfast friend.